Sunlite Wanter Poet Light Verse

Two Days After

Two Days Later

Silent Sunday beckons
No traffic noises railing. 
Only silence speaking 
Of the need for human exhaling.

Stoves are spookily still,
Leftovers quietly cold for lunch,
Far away from this neighborhood
Is the frantic shopping bunch.

Straw hat on my head,
Book in my mumuu lap,
Silent Sunday closes my eyes,
And I nap, I nap.

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Patricia Cresswell November 28, 2017 at 2:15 PM Beautiful!!!

Charlie Smith November 27, 2017 at 7:51 PM Nothing more easily understood than simplicity or more beautiful, thank you Sunlite... Sunlite Wanter November 28, 2017 at 9:09 AM You are so kind, Charlie, and encouraging.

Silent One November 27, 2017 at 9:44 AM Nothing wrong with simplicity... Sounds like you are easy like Sunday morning... Sunlite Wanter November 28, 2017 at 9:08 AM I think you are right, Silent One. I just feel amateurish. Thank you for commenting.

Arthur Vaso November 26, 2017 at 9:20 PM Very beautiful and exactly what I did! :) Sunlite Wanter November 28, 2017 at 9:06 AM Good for you, Arthur! Thank you for dropping in.